My Ranma

Darn you for putting this idea in my head Diren, here you go POV Ranma. This should end this story well enough. My one shot is now a two shot

Sid

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Horniess, it lay like a poison within my cursed form's quim. It was an itch that I didn't know how to scratch, yet I made myself remain a girl to try and master this body which will be with me permanently I'm told. It is like going through puberty again as this body is always wanton for sex and I don't even know how to masturbate in this form. I can feed this body and water it, but not satisfy it.

Frustrated I wandered from my father and walked into the jungle in search of what, I didn't know. My body felt like it was on fire. I reached beneath the hem of my gi and touched the part of me that I never thought that I would possess a vagina in place of my usual rod. The petals parted easily beneath my questing fingers and I shivered at the alien feeling of something inside my body as my finger slid my damp sheath. I gasped at the sensation and snatched it out, this only served to increase the throbbing feeling between my legs.

I cursed myself that I knew so little about sex and especially about the female body. I wandered lost in thought and almost giddy with need, I was shocked when I came face to face with a Chinese man. He was tall and pale as milk with long hair that flowed to his waist. He was dressed plainly in cotton Chinese clothes, a burgundy top with black pants and on top of his head he wore a pair of thick, round glasses. It was his eyes that drew the most attention; they were a rare colour of vivid emerald and quite large. I could tell he was a martial artist by the way he moved and how muscular his form. He was cute I realized with shock, there was something about him that appealed to my cursed form and I shivered as I felt my nipples go hard.

He said something to me in the local dialect and then I attacked him just because I wanted to touch him. He easily overpowered me and rolled us over so that it was him who was on top of me. His hair made a tent over us, so he was all I could see. I could have gotten away, but I didn't want to move as I was lost in his eyes and a victim of my cursed body's desires. He examined me intently and than surprised me by kissing me. I moaned into his mouth and kissed him back, his tongue slipped into my mouth and wrestled for dominance with mine. When he touched my nipple, it was like a bolt of lust shot through me, I didn't object when he parted my gi further and started teasing both my tender buds until they were diamond hard. I gasped with surprise as his finger left these and a hand quested up my thigh, I blushed as it brushed the curls of my sex. I further gasped when it found the throbbing part that my own fingers failed to find and started rubbing it. I moaned loudly as waves of pleasure buffeted me, getting stronger with each rhythmic stroke. He pushed a finger inside me as I had earlier and then another and began rubbing another sweet spot that I never knew existed. He was gentle at first, and then stronger and stronger, and he made me cum so hard that I was trembling all over.

As I lay back gasping he parted the top of my gi and bared me completely to his gaze. His eyes glittered with lust as he stroked the curves of my new body, each caress seemed to catch my already heated body aflame. Neither one of us spoke during this exchange as if by mutual agreement that to speak would stop our pleasurable venture, allowing for one or the other to chicken out.

I was puzzled when he slid down my body; I shivered when his cool hair tickled my bare skin. I blushed when I felt his warm breath caressing my exposed pussy lips. I had heard of eaten out, but had always found the idea distasteful. Who would want to taste a woman there? I soon found out when I was given a crash course in oral pleasure that had me filling the jungle with my moans as his talented tongue danced and lashed within me. I came even harder this time and blushed when I felt hot liquid flow from me, which he lapped up like a cat does cream.

He leaned back, undid his pants and pushed them down to his thighs. I gulped as this bared his veined column of flesh that was swollen with desire for me. His eyes pleaded with me to allow him to take this final step. He needed release as badly as I had and I had already come twice. But could I allow ANOTHER MAN to penetrate my body even if it was currently that of a woman’s designed to pleasure a man this way? The idea disturbed me and excited me at the same time, yet the throbbing was back between my legs as I waited for my decision. Moving slowly he placed himself at the entrance to my body, I swallowed nervously but gave him a tiny nod. With a swift lunge he tore into me, I gasped in surprise at the pain. I was sexually ignorant back then and didn’t know about hymens. Tears leaked down my cheeks at the intimate pain, I was no stranger to pain being a martial artist, but had never felt it there before. He stroked them away as he held himself still inside me and then started to move slowly inside me. The pain quickly dissipated, leaving behind a slight feeling of discomfort, which faded into pleasure such as I’ve never experienced. I found out that foreplay was nothing compared to actual fucking. My moans were so loud and orgasms so intense that he had to stifle these with him lips and tongue as he ravished my mouth at the same time he ravished my pussy. My legs were lashed around his back and the fabric of his shirt teased my nipples as I bucked up against him. Finally with a grunt, I could feel his molten hot cum jet into me. He leaned back and said “My name is Mu Tzu, why did you let me do this to you?”

“I’m Ranma, I let you do this because I was horny and don’t know how to masturbate in this body. Your touching me just now felt really good” I explained.

That gave him pause “this body?” he asked.

“I’m a guy, I fell into the spring of the drowned young girl in Jusenkyo” I explained.

He looked surprised and than started to laugh “trust me that my first time would be with a guy” he said in amusement.

“You don’t mind?” I asked.

“No this way I don’t have to worry about shotgun weddings or paternity suits” he replied. Then got a serious look on his face “You can’t get pregnant right?” he asked.

I blushed at this “I don’t know, I’ve only been like this for a few days, its not like this curse came with a manual” I replied hotly. “Why did it you fucking me hurt at first?”

“I broke your hymen” he explained.

“What’s a hymen?” I asked.

He turned pale “exactly how young are you?” he asked.

“Sixteen, why?” I replied. This answer seemed to make him sag with relief. “I’ve been travelling with my father for most of my life training to be a great martial artist and haven’t really learned much about sex” I admitted blushing. “If that was really your first time then how did you know all that stuff?”

He sat beside me “I’m a male Amazon, we are the domestic partners in a marriage and are trained in all ways to please a woman” he said. “Would you like me to explain sex to you?” he offered.

“You would?” I asked him.

“I just had sex with you, the least I can do is explain to you why your body reacted as it did” he replied and then explained the mysterious ‘birds and bees’ to me. I felt like a veil had been ripped from me as I learned about fallopian tubes, uteruses, eggs and how male sperm could fertilize the eggs to create a new life. I shivered and as I thought that all of that was in this body. I can’t get pregnant.....can I?

“You okay?” he asked.

“It’s just a lot to take in, I might be stuck like this forever” I said.

“It’s a really nice form, you sure had me convinced” he offered.

I blushed at this and laughed for the first time since finding myself in this situation “I guess I should go find my father” I said.

He suddenly looked serious “he shouldn’t let a young teenaged girl wander around alone even if you aren’t normally a girl” he said.

“Afraid I’m going to meet another horny male Amazon?” I asked in amusement.

He blushed, it was really endearing “can I walk you back to your camp?” he offered.

I blushed to think about my father’s reaction to seeing me with grass stains on the back of my gi, being accompanied by a boy with disheveled hair when we both smelled like sex. “Actually I think that I should clean up a little first, but promise to head right back after that” I said giving him a smile.

“Yeah, I can understand that. Would you like me to teach you how to masturbate before you leave?” He asked.

This seemed to stimulate the both of us as I practiced what he described and I rode him this time, it was fantastic! I got home pretty late and missed dinner.

I never thought that I would see him again, but after tasting sex for the first time I craved more. So I waited for him in the clearing all day long in hopes that he would happen by and then blushingly went to his village and found a girl who knew sufficient Japanese enough to tell me where he lived.

He was already asleep when I snuck into his room; I admired the masculine beauty of his form while I stripped out of my clothing and joined him in bed. He was half asleep when I teased his body into hardness with a few well known caresses that all male virgins know. He seemed surprised at first, but quickly got into it as we struggled for domination. I achieved it for most of the night, but he took over halfway through. His moans fluttered against my neck as he bottomed out against my cervix and then drew out for another thrust. He got little sleep that night. The next morning he told me about a tournament that he was going to be in. I watched as he pulled out simply cut clothes similar to the ones he wore the day before. “Don’t you ever wear anything with style” I asked him.

“I work as a librarian and help my mothers and sisters on their farm. I need to wear clothes that are easy to clean and that I’m not afraid to get dirty” he explained.

“You’re a librarian? I thought you were a hidden weapons master?” I said.

He blushed “I have to eat and in order to do that, I need to work. I do have a robe that I wear when doing martial arts. Would you like to see it?” he asked shyly.

“Sure” I said.

He pulled out a long white robe that line in yellow and had a geometric pattern on the front, with black edging on the wide sleeves. He pulled on blue baggy pants and donned the robe, it was really long, to his mid calf and slit on one side. He belted it at the waist with a red sash. “Well?” he asked.

“You look great, you should wear this all the time” I said, his robe leant him a more dramatic look that emphasized his ethereal good looks.

“I promise I’ll always wear it around you” he said.

“Could I come to the tournament? I won’t do or say anything to indicate that we’re sleeping together” I promised him.

“You want to?” he asked.

“Of course, I want to see you win first prize” I said.

“I’d like that” he said.

My father and I watched the male Amazons competing. Mousse shone amongst them as he seemed to pull endless weapons from his sleeves and trounced all of his competition until they lay beaten at his feet. I tried not to appear that I was cheering for him as I didn’t want my father to suspect anything. The prize was a jeweled dagger that vanished into his sleeve with a victorious smile.

Then the females took over the arena. There was amongst them a girl with purple hair that seemed to be the favourite. I studied her, she was cute and her skills were outstanding. However I noticed that someone else was watching her too, the smitten look on Mousse’s face made my blood boil. I was jealous and reacted to this emotion the same way that I do every other one; I got hungry and suggested that we get some food from the food table. We were happily munching away when the purple haired bitch started yelling at me. Turns out that we were eating her prize, I was more then happy to accept her challenge. I wanted to rip each one of her long, purple hairs out by the roots so Mousse wouldn’t look at her like that again! I used just a tad more force than necessary to knock the slut off the log. Then she kissed me! I heard Mousse gasp and people murmured as I sputtered, wiped her vile kiss from my cheek and left furious.

Mousse was waiting for me when I went to his place “you have to leave China tonight, Shampoo gave you the kiss of death and she will kill you. I’ve known her for years” he practically begged me.

“I’m not leaving because I have a maniacal Amazon after me. I can take care of myself” I declared.

“Go back to Japan, go anywhere, I can’t lose you. I care about you” he said.

“I care about you too, that’s why I don’t want to leave” I told him and kissed him.

When I woke up the next morning, I was on a boat that my father had smuggled me onto after he’d drugged me. Mousse had gone to him while I slept in his bed, satiated after making love and told him of the danger I was in. I’d thought it a little odd that my father had left out a snack for me, but I was starving after making love and gobbled it down. I was even more temperamental then usual with my father because I was missing my lover, but I doubt that the selfish bastard knew or cared. It was just my luck that it was raining as he carried me through the streets of Nerima towards destinations unknown.

I was dragged before three girls, all of whom were critical of me and mocked me openly. One of them was kind to me, but hated me as soon as she found out that I was a guy. She was the one who snuck into the orsen, how could I be the pervert? Then it was ordained by our fathers that I would marry this hell cat! Me, a guy who might be gay, I certainly had no interest in her. My love has long silky black hair, soft porcelain skin and a much prettier face than this shrew.

I was miserable in Nerima and sent long letters to Mousse telling him about how much I was starved for even the sight of him. I would pour out my pain and frustrations as I met my so-called old friends and made new enemies. I would describe to him exactly what I wanted to do with him and I’m sure that made him blush. I wasn’t sure that my letters were getting to him until I received his first one in the post office box that I had rented. After that they came regularly, now it was my turn to blush at his sexually explicit descriptions. The feels that had begun in China grew with each letter; he was so kind and funny. He rejoiced each good thing that happened to me and answered my loneliness with his own. He was my one bright light in the darkness and craziness of Nerima.

I waited for him to come for me, but it was another Amazon that came. Shampoo found out where I was and attempted to first murder me, then she found out that I was a guy and changed her tune and wanted to marry me! I shivered with disgust each time she glomped to me and was glad when she returned to China, but was envious of her at the same time that she would see Mousse.

Then she came back again and opened a café with her great-grandmother and then her annoying pursuits began anew. I have several fiancée now and am not interested in any of them. I begged Mousse to come and one day he did.

My heart leapt into my throat as he flipped over the fence and ate Shampoo’s ramen delivery. I grinned that the stupid bitch would have to go get more, then he stood up and pretended not to know me as I’d suggested. Everyone thought that we were enemies, but we knew the truth and coupled that night with the intensity of love long denied in a park. I whispered that I loved him and wanted him forever to be mine. His beautiful eyes lit up and his lips curved into a smile, we became secretly engaged that night.

He became a familiar sight around Nerima, always wearing his robe for me like he’d promised and playing the fool for Shampoo by daylight and my lover and future husband by night. It’s an awkward situation, but not one that I would have traded for the entire world.

Let these foolish women think that I will choose their paltry charms in matrimony, I’m spoken for and the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. He says that he will only marry me after he defeats me Amazon style. We’re well matched and he added to his weapons a training potty just to make me laugh. We both tone down our skills so that we will have plenty of energy to make love as that is what these challenges lead to, they make us downright randy. He could probably defeat me if he really tried to, but he’s in no hurry to return home. That we’re together is enough for now until he defeats me and steals me away for everyone who tries to lay claim to me.